2025 you were totally coo coo. You kicked my ass and cracked me right open. I feel like I went up 20 levels this year on the video game of life. I did so much riding 🏍️ and so much feeling. So many firsts! Thank you thank you Thank you.
🏍️💥💨 🏍️💥💨 🇺🇸 (2465 KMs) avec @lessamillet 💯💥🫰
NY ✈️ Phoenix (AZ) 🏍️💨 Tucson (AZ) 🏍️💨 Palm Springs (CA) 🏍️💨 Death Valley (CA) 🏍️💨 Las Vegas (NV) 🏍️💨 Phoenix (AZ)
Buckle up, it’s the law !
1. Lessa racing freight train at Bombay Beach, CA
2. Freight train ASMR, NV
3. Picking up bikes Day 1, AZ
4. Crooner Las Vegas
5. ✌️
6. Prep day 0 Brooklyn, NY
7. Somewhere in Nevada
8. Zabriskie Point, Death Valley - Blue Hour -
9. Lessa riding their Triumph Street Twin somewhere in the dessert of Nevada.
10. 🥸🥸🏜️ CA
11. 🌵 CA
12. Lady in red, Bellagio Casino, Las Vegas
13. Biosphere 2
14. Somewhere near Florence, AZ
15. Lessa meditation hands
16. Dylan resting her arm on the door armrest.
17. Crooner 2 - Bellagio Casino, Las Vegas
18. First snow of the season, NY
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I read this headline a couple weeks ago about how rain water around the world is now polluted with Teflon, what they call a “forever chemical”. I can’t get it out of my head for some reason. I’ve been thinking about taking a break from work and focusing on finding my voice in ceramics. If we’re going down maybe go down swinging. Or what ever the expression is.
It’s been a complicated summer, full of heartbreak and grief but also family love and friend love and the blues and greens of the Mediterranean Sea and realizing there are roots under my feet I didn’t know were there.
My Mom passed away this morning at the young age of 60. When I look at this picture I can totally feel her kissing my cheek and why it’s always been my favorite place to be kissed. We didn’t always have the simplest or closest relationship but I feel grateful that we were able to get closer towards the end of her life. This last month with her was the best month we ever had. We laughed so much. She lived her life without fear. Rest in Power Darice.
This year has been the hardest most challenging year of my life. I am infinitely grateful for all the people making space, driving me, feeding me, holding my hand, seeing me, forgiving me, doing my dishes, calling me out, talking me through hard things, sharing your experiences, drinking beer with me over the phone. I feel so loved and held. Thank you so so much, I would have not been able to make it through with out your love, compassion and tenderness.
I find making han drawn animations always has this meditative quality, you are drawing the same thing over and over again. Like a mantra. It made me think of my friend who was telling me they keep a daily anti racist diary practice, to keep themselves accountable. In these times of uprising I’m thinking about how to maintain the momentum, how to continue to be accountable, activated and engaged, weeks, month, years from today. My white privileged makes it so that if I don’t actively work at those things everyday, I will fall back into complacency. What are some of your ideas on how to stay activated?
I moved to the US from Barcelona in 2007. I didn’t know very much about racism in America, it’s history or what it meant in everyday life. These are some books that I found very helpful and educational in starting to understand it and working towards dismantling it with in myself and others around me. So much left to learn, and unlearn.
I’m calling this series “Man and his Symbols” after the Carl Jung book that I’m reading atm. He said “In all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order”.
For Mother’s day I made my mom a drawing of one of my favorite flowers that reminds me of what I now feel is “home”. Seeing Venus rise reminds me of my childhood. My dad was a sailor and he knew all the stars and when night would come we would go outside and he would point them all out to me and tell me what they were. #lessadoodles
